All the painted comers and second rate jocks
Ninety-five degrees of grey sky
Hanging over the boardwalk
Robot nymphs spraying medium smoke
Dip slender metal legs in an ammonia brook
Everyone can come to the seaboard slaves states
Everyone here gets stamped with an expiration date
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My momma said go find something to do
I'm out in the sun but there ain't nothing new
Running over the gra** with a couple of jerks
Have you met Horror James?
Some people like him got a problem I guess
He's a crazy old man and I'm supposed to stay away
How can I convince my cousins?
They're afraid to say yes
Well he's got the goods and that's all I can say
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He's got animal bones and antique toys
Some electronic junk that can make a lot of noise
We'll get in trouble if we stay out past dark
But this is so much better than any amusement park